Chapter 235 Just Breathe.

"Do you think the dishes are too simple?" Seeing that Lu Zhichun and the other two did not move, the village chief's smile became brighter, but this kind of brightness made people feel a little cold.

"I have eaten on the way, so I am not hungry for the time being."

Lu Zhichun frowned slightly, looked around, and said, "It's getting late, we have things to do, so we won't bother you here."

Lu Zhichun said, glanced at Hua Daohong, and the two turned around and walked out of the village.

Chen Fei did not speak and walked in another direction. Normally, he should follow Lu Zhichun and the other two. As people from other villages, he should at least have someone to take care of him.

Although this Mi Village looks normal, there are many places that are too weird. If he continues to stay, he may get into trouble.

But Chen Fei looked at Lu Zhichun and felt very resistant in his heart. He always felt that if he followed him, he might get into bigger trouble.

This feeling of feeling in his heart, but he couldn't remember the reason, made Chen Fei's head hurt a little, but there was no better way.

The village chief looked at the backs of Chen Fei and the other two, and his smile grew bigger and bigger. In the end, the corners of his mouth stretched to his ears, revealing his scarlet gums.

Chen Fei was looking for a way out of the village, and suddenly he felt dizzy. He was startled and stopped. After a while, Chen Fei felt the dizziness gradually improved, but his abdomen began to swell.

Chen Fei looked at his stomach with some doubts, and suddenly found that he had a pair of chopsticks in his right hand. When he looked up, he saw himself sitting on a chair, with Lu Zhichun and two people sitting next to him.

The plates on the table were already empty. The dishes just now had been eaten by the three people at some point.

Chen Fei was shocked. When did he come back and when did he finish eating these dishes?

He just felt dizzy and took a rest, but so many things happened? But Chen Fei had no impression of these things.

Just like Chen Fei didn't know why he came here, because of what happened, everything disappeared in his mind.

"Have you three eaten enough? If not, I'll have someone cook some more."

The village chief stood aside, smiling at Chen Fei and the other two, and the coldness in his smile became more and more obvious. The enthusiasm on the surface had long disappeared.

Lu Zhichun and Hua Daohong looked gloomy. The food in their stomachs made them feel uncomfortable. When they wanted to spit it out, the food seemed to be stuck and could not move.

A chill spread from the stomach to the surroundings of the body, and the only remaining memories in the mind began to gradually become blurred.

The vigilance against this Mi Village began to gradually decrease as the chill spread. The heart began to slowly accept this Mi Village. Such a paradise seemed to be the real destination.

Chen Fei felt the chill in his stomach, but his body spontaneously operated the Dragon-Suppressing Elephant to swallow and absorb the chill. Apart from that, Chen Fei did not feel anything unusual.

The only thing was that Chen Fei felt a little confused about the strength that appeared from time to time in his body. What kind of martial arts is this, and when did you learn it?

"Look, you three should have practiced martial arts, can you teach some? Villagers of Mi Village have also learned some from people in other villages, how about we verify each other?"

The village chief looked at Chen Fei and the other two and invited them. The villagers who had been watching all the time, when they heard the words of the village chief, all looked straight at the three people.

Martial arts?

Hearing the words of the village chief, Lu Zhichun and the other two suddenly realized that they actually knew martial arts. All the memories about this aspect just now were subconsciously ignored by the three people until the village chief reminded them.

Lu Zhichun subconsciously wanted to refuse. All he had learned was hard-earned by him, how could he teach it to others so easily.

But Lu Zhichun suddenly remembered that he had eaten other people's dishes just now. Such a refusal was too unkind and seemed too decisive.

"When I first came into contact with martial arts, the first set of martial arts I learned was called Kaoshan Fist. Everyone, take a look."

Lu Zhichun thought about it and decided to take out the martial arts he learned for the first time. It's just a very basic set of boxing techniques. It's fine to teach it.

"This friend is very generous. On behalf of the villagers of Mi Village, I thank you!"

The village chief showed a strange smile on his face, and the villagers around him began to make way, leaving enough space for Lu Zhichun to perform the Backer Fist.

Lu Zhichun walked forward a few steps, his hands hanging naturally. It was a very relaxed posture, but at this moment, Lu Zhichun exuded a majestic aura like a mountain.

Backer Fist, a very basic set of boxing techniques, not to mention cities like Xingfen City, in slightly larger counties, as long as there is a martial arts hall, the boxing techniques taught are no worse than this.

However, although the boxing techniques are basic, it depends on the type of person who performs them.

At this moment, Lu Zhichun has not yet made a move, but his aura is constantly rising, as if a mountain really rose from the ground.

"This punch emphasizes momentum, not form. There are only five simple moves, but if you practice well, ordinary people can use it to reach the skin training realm or the flesh training realm. Everyone, watch out!"

After Lu Zhichun finished speaking, he took a step forward with his left foot and punched out with his right fist.

It was like thunder in the sky, mountains and rivers collapsing. It was just such a simple punch, but it made people feel that there was no escape, and the sky and the earth were collapsing.

It was as if his world would be destroyed in the next moment.

As a person in the realm of training, Lu Zhichun had already condensed and elevated the ordinary boxing method of the Mountain Backer Fist to another level.

As if he was worried that the villagers would not understand, Lu Zhichun threw a punch and carefully explained the characteristics of the strength required for this punch.

Not only the elements of strength, but also how Lu Zhichun realized the momentum in the boxing method in the past, and how he practiced over and over again, just to understand the mystery of the boxing method better and faster.

All these things, Lu Zhichun actually told all without reservation, and the more he talked, the more excited Lu Zhichun became, and the more transparent and clear his boxing method was.

This moment of reviewing the past seemed to make Lu Zhichun's understanding rise, making people want to immerse themselves in it and continue to show the skills over and over again.

After a quarter of an hour, Lu Zhichun stopped, because the five-way Mountain Backer Fist had been explained by Lu Zhichun. Not only did he explain it clearly, but he also didn't hold back on the details. He told it all clearly.

"Okay, that's what Backer Fist is." Lu Zhichun said with a lingering feeling.

"Thank you for teaching me the skills!" The villagers said in unison, but there was no joy in their tone, all of them were cold.

Lu Zhichun nodded and walked aside. But when Lu Zhichun stood still, Lu Zhichun's brows couldn't help but frown slightly. What skills did he teach just now?

Backer Fist?

But, how to practice Backer Fist? Have you really practiced Backer Fist? Where did you practice it?

Lu Zhichun suddenly felt that his memory was confused. The memory of Backer Fist was suddenly deleted, leaving no trace in his mind.

Lu Zhichun frowned and tried to recall, but he couldn't remember anything.

The coldness in his stomach gradually spread, making Lu Zhichun's frown relax slightly. The Backer Mountain Fist is not an important skill, so there is no need to care about it.

At this moment, Hua Daohong and Chen Fei did not notice that Lu Zhichun's breath was slightly reduced, as if a part of his cultivation was taken away from Lu Zhichun's body out of thin air.

Even Lu Zhichun himself did not notice this. There is a force that affects the three people all the time.

"I practiced the first set of skills, which is a set of leg skills. The power of the legs is greater than that of the hands. If you practice leg skills well, you will not only have an advantage in fighting with others, but also have better body skills than ordinary people."

Hua Daohong took a few steps forward and began to show the first set of leg skills he practiced.

It is still an extremely ordinary set of leg skills. For ordinary people, it is indeed good, but those who have had a little contact with martial arts will probably dislike it.

But this set of leg skills, which is now displayed by Hua Daohong, has many different flavors in it. This is Hua Daohong injecting other new things into this set of leg skills.

Just like Lu Zhichun's artistic conception for the Backer Mountain Fist, Hua Daohong also did something similar.

A set of skills, when practiced by different people, sometimes the results will be very different. When practiced by people with different cultivation, the results will be even more different. Because their understanding of martial arts is no longer on the same level.

When Hua Daohong first started talking, he just downplayed it, but as he continued to talk about the exquisiteness of this set of leg techniques, Hua Daohong felt that his spirit was constantly rising, making people want to talk to the end.

What Hua Daohong did not find was that as he continued to explain the leg techniques, his memory of this set of leg techniques gradually disappeared. Not only the memory, but even his own understanding, gradually weakened with the dissipation of this set of leg techniques.

It seems that Hua Daohong is in high spirits at this moment, and his understanding of leg techniques is endless, but the actual situation is like a last ray of light.

The villagers of Mi Village listened to Hua Daohong's story quietly, and some things kept pouring into their bodies, making their spirituality in their eyes gradually improve.

A quarter of an hour later, Hua Daohong stopped talking. Just like Lu Zhichun's feeling just now, Hua Daohong also felt a little unsatisfied.

When Hua Daohong walked back to the original place, he found that he had no impression of the set of leg techniques. His cultivation level also dropped slightly, but he didn't notice it at all, as if his perception was suppressed by something.

"Thank you for teaching me the skills!"

The villagers of Mi Village shouted in unison, and then all looked at Chen Fei. Chen Fei did not delay and took a few steps forward.

"The first set of skills I practiced was the Jishan breathing method. It uses a special breathing method to mobilize and strengthen the body..."

Chen Fei looked at the villagers around him. Although he got cold eyes, Chen Fei still felt excited, as if he was preaching and answering questions.

"When I first got this breathing method, I couldn't practice it well, and I couldn't even get started. Later, I spent one or two silver coins and found that this set of breathing methods is actually very easy to practice. Just do this."

Chen Fei said, relaxed his body and mind, and began to breathe normally. In order to express the importance of breathing, Chen Fei even increased the nasal sound of his breathing.

"That's it, as long as you breathe normally, you can practice the technique!"

Chen Fei deliberately took a few breaths and told his most important and profound experience in practicing the Jishan Breathing Method, and then looked at the villagers with a smile on his face.

Chen Fei was excited because he was unreserved and taught everything he knew!

All the villagers and Chen Fei looked at each other, and the scene suddenly became quiet.